【The Lost Beloved Wife】(13)

13. Can the snowstorm carry the traveler home at night?

The snow outside has stopped.

Gathering around a fire to drink wine is one of life's greatest pleasures. But those drinking around the fire now are fellow

sufferers , each recounting their sorrows and shedding tears. "You stand on the bridge watching the scenery / The one watching the scenery watches you from the building / The bright moon

adorns your window / You adorn someone else's dream." Truly, life is like a play, and a play is like life.

"What happened to Ting later?"

"Ting later visited Guagua a few more times, accompanied by that old man, but her belly was getting bigger and bigger. Seeing

that old man gently supporting her, I felt a pang of sadness. Thinking of the woman I loved, now

in someone else's arms, I never want to experience that feeling again."

"I later heard that Ting gave birth to a daughter in September. But I never saw her again."

After hearing Yang Fan's story, we were all silent for a moment, only drinking.

Yang Fan broke the silence, saying, "Brother, I've never told anyone about what happened to Ting afterward.

I'm telling you this today because you know how much I regret it?"

"For over a year since my divorce from Ting, after the initial rage, I found myself missing her constantly.

If I hadn't been so ruthless back then, maybe I'd still be with Ting now, she'd still be my wife,

Guagua's mother. But because of how I handled things, I've lost her forever."

This was the first time I'd heard Yang Fan speak from the bottom of his heart. I'd always thought that Yang Fan's

resolute decision to divorce meant he was completely hopeless about the marriage.

"A-Zhe, what do you think is the reason so many men and women cheat?"

I didn't answer; I knew he already had the answer, so I waited quietly for him to continue.

"Someone said that men don't cheat because the cost is too high; women cheat because

the temptation is too small. Now that I think about it, there's some truth to that. For example, let me ask you,

what was the temptation for Xue and Ting to cheat?"

I remembered Xue's diary and what Xiao Jie had told me. "I think, for Xue, it might just be

loneliness, solitude, and an inner emptiness... What do you think of Ting?"

"Ting... I used to think it was because that older man satisfied some of her vanity, winning her over with

flowers and sweet words, or perhaps it was because of his sexual prowess..."

"But later I slowly realized that our views on women are actually misunderstandings

. Sex isn't the only important thing in a woman's life; compared to men's enthusiasm for sex, women are more

willing to experience the harmonious union of body and soul through sexual intimacy with men. This means that a woman's infidelity is very

likely accompanied by a spiritual infidelity."

"No matter how outstanding or strong a woman may appear on the outside, at her core, she is still a woman who needs a

man's love and care. Especially when she begins to face the challenges of aging and the turmoil of the world, her fear of the unknown

makes her heart so vulnerable that it can be easily breached by unscrupulous individuals. During this period,

how much a woman actually hopes that her closest person can lend her a helping hand at crucial moments or give her the best advice

; even without any advice, if you can simply hold her quietly, without saying or asking anything, and use

the warmth of your heart to gradually awaken that confused heart, perhaps you can safely help her through life's difficulties..."

"However, I failed to notice Ting's abnormal changes before she cheated, nor did I

provide ; instead, I impulsively pushed her completely towards her adversary... Now, thinking back,

I truly regret it immensely."

"In the long journey of life, whether man or woman, everyone encounters various temptations. Some

temptations can be resisted, but others cannot. Therefore, it is inevitable to take a detour in life and

encounter a period of confusion. As the saying goes, 'At thirty, one stands firm; at forty, one is free from doubt.' Only by experiencing these confusions and hardships can

one gradually mature and enter the realm of no longer being confused."

I didn't speak; Yang Fan's words made me think deeply. Of course, I didn't agree with some of his

views, but what he said next touched my heart: "A Zhe, I know you love Xue, and I

understand . Because I love Ting so much too. But my marriage has completely failed.

I still had a chance. If I hadn't been so decisive back then and had been able to help her, perhaps the three of us

could still be reunited now. I pushed the woman I loved completely to another man. So, I hope

you won't repeat my mistakes, if you really love Xue..."

When Yang Fan and I stumbled out, both of us drunk, the whole earth was

covered in a blanket of white snow. In the square, a couple was playfully throwing snowballs at each other. Once upon a time, Xue and I, along with

Yang Fan and Su Ting, were just as happy together, enjoying nature's gifts. But

things have changed; our other halves are nowhere to be found. Is this life's cruel joke or the price of maturity?

Watching the couple clearly touched Yang Fan's heart: "Life's journey is so long; having a

partner to accompany you is truly a blessing. Yet, everyone inevitably becomes enamored with certain scenery along the way, or

with a fleeting passerby; but if you can still remember the way home, isn't that a kind of return?"

I suddenly remembered my wife's blog name: "Returning Home on a Snowy Night." Perhaps such a snowy night is

the time for a lost soul to return.

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When I stumbled home, my wife was sitting on the sofa in the living room, lost in thought, her hair

disheveled , her eyes red-rimmed, and her face pale in the dim light.

For some reason, my heart suddenly softened. I believed that these past two days must have been difficult for Xue as well.

Seeing Xue looking haggard and exhausted, I felt a surge of pity for her.

I sat down next to her. For a moment, I had so much to say, yet I didn't know where to begin.

It was my wife who spoke first: "Zhe, you should seriously consider my suggestion from this morning..." I stopped her. "Xue,

I remember when we got married, we said to each other that we would never easily mention the word 'divorce.' Our marriage is in

trouble now, and thinking about it, I also bear some responsibility. I can't psychologically accept the fact that you're with another man, but..."

"This doesn't mean our marriage is over. I want to give you, and myself, a chance, and even more so,

a chance for our family." Xue stared at me blankly, seemingly unable to believe my words. But a voice

inside told me, yes, this is what I'm thinking right now.

I gently embraced my wife. She leaned on my shoulder, tears suddenly streaming down her face.

"From the bottom of my heart, I still love you and don't want to lose you. Our little family needs you, and Tangtang

needs her mother even more. Please give us some time, okay? I believe time is the best medicine for healing wounds.

" "Zhe, can you really accept me? A wife who is no longer chaste…" "Xue, I don't

know .

But I will try to forget this, and I hope we can start over." My wife seemed somewhat agitated,

but her lips moved without uttering a word. I grasped her hand; it was cold and trembling slightly.

Outside the window, the snow began to fall again, swirling and fluttering.

My wife's fair body blossomed in the dim light of the floor lamp. Since our daughter was born, I

had rarely truly appreciated my wife's body, let alone shared a passionate kiss. It was usually in the dark,

groping way in, and then ejaculating quickly. But seeing my wife naked again today evoked a

feeling both familiar and strange.

Even after having a child, my wife's figure remained remarkably well-maintained. Her skin… Her breasts were glossy and elastic; they had

n't sagged from breastfeeding, but rather appeared fuller. If it weren't for the faint C-section scar on her abdomen,

my wife's body would be as smooth and supple as a freshly peeled egg.

Although I had originally hoped for a natural birth, she ultimately chose

a C-section . This scar bears witness to the process of her nurturing our beautiful little one. Touching the scar,

somehow, the resentment I felt towards my wife subtly diminished, replaced by

memories of all her silent sacrifices for the family. To err is human, after all. My wife is still my beautiful wife, the mother of my child; our

life trajectories, bound together by our daughter, are destined to forever overlap.

Thinking of this, I began to feel excited. I leaned down and kissed my wife's lips.

She seemed surprised by my kiss; after a moment's hesitation, she opened her mouth, letting my tongue

explore her oral cavity.

My right hand slid down, over mountains and plains, finally reaching my wife's fullness; however, it was

still somewhat dry there. My tongue traveled downwards, lingering on my wife's high breasts for a while before gradually reaching the area where her

legs were crossed. Fang.

My wife had already spread her legs; her high, rounded mons pubis looked just like a steamed bun. "

Steamed bun cunt!"

Those three words suddenly popped into my mind—the very words I'd seen on my wife's blog. Even though

the thought was fleeting, it was like a thunderbolt, instantly extinguishing my erection.

My wife seemed to sense my change. Her hand brushed against my genitals, intentionally or unintentionally, then

she hugged me tightly.

Afterwards, no matter how hard I tried, it was all in vain. I lay exhausted beside my wife,

without saying a word.

My wife stroked my head and said softly, "Zhe, you drank too much today. Let's do it after you've rested

." I looked up at the ceiling and said after a long while, "Xue, maybe we should go out of town to relax..." "

Where? " "

Lijiang,"

I blurted out, almost as if possessed. Although I know absolutely nothing about Lijiang now, and

have no idea what this distant city can offer my wife and me for our future.

Beautiful Lijiang, can you redeem a lost soul?

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